You fall down butt first in a patch of grass and dirt; one moment you were in your bed, the next awake and standing in front of a witch and her cauldron.
Grunting in pain and in a panic, you ask the demonic witch if you're still dreaming.
"Afraid not my dear, I happen to be celebrating a special occasion and have decided to summon a human to try for my next meal... you just happen to be my most fortunate candidate.."
As you stand upright in an attempt to escape, a bolt strikes you and paralyzes you in place.
"You're very thin now that I've taken a good look at you, no matter! I'll just pack some meat into those bones and you'll be big enough to feed me and my sisters for a whole year!
The witch channels a powerful spell, a purple colored stream is gathered into her index finger and is shifted toward you. The stream is lit up and is launched like a missile. In the moment as you were terrified of the thought of being a big, over-bloated human, a pair of female arms seize you in an attempt to also avoid the missile; the bolt strikes her.
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